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	'<{title}>' => 'Handing off the legal forms',
	'<{body}>' => <<<END
<section id="general">
	<h2>General news</h2>
	<p>
		I&apos;m not sure why I thought I needed to cook that pan for six hours.
		I guess I was just really tired.
		The instructions say to cook it for twenty minutes.
		I actually could&apos;ve done that while I finished up my journal entry.
	</p>
	<p>
		I got the legal forms and instructions to my neighbour, and they asked if they owed me anything for them.
		Ha!
		I hadn&apos;t even thought about compensation for the forms.
		Once I have them tested, I&apos;m just going to post them online where others can download them gratis.
		I&apos;m not after compensation, I&apos;m after a way to get the legal forms one needs without paying a noxious third-party for them.
		They aught to be just offered by the government and standardised.
		Since they&apos;re not, I&apos;ll offer whatever legal forms I end up needing for my own legal matters for others with the same needs.
		I&apos;m not going to go out of my way to produce legal forms I don&apos;t need myself, it&apos;s not my job to do that.
		However, I do think it&apos;s my responsibility not to simply delete the forms when I&apos;m done with them.
	</p>
	<p>
		A while back, probably a few weeks ago, my neighbour&apos;s bike was stolen.
		Now, the fuel tank of one of their cars has been tampered with.
		They suspect they&apos;re being specifically targeted, and one of their suspects is their own sibling.
		They don&apos;t have a good relationship with them, and the sibling&apos;s threatened the fuel tank of the car before.
		That really sucks.
	</p>
	<p>
		I was told there isn&apos;t assigned parking at my complex.
		However, my neighbour says there is, and that my spot next to theirs is always empty.
		They&apos;ve asked if they can use it, and I don&apos;t care about the spot myself.
		They say they&apos;re going to park one of their cars in both spots, providing more space between their car and the others nearby, allowing easier access to the car doors.
	</p>
	<p>
		I got off work early, so I sent my mother a message asking if I could come over tonight.
		No response.
		They must not&apos;ve gotten it, so I guess that&apos;s a no.
		If I get my coursework done soon enough and I haven&apos;t gotten an answer yet, I&apos;ll go over tomorrow.
		This shouldn&apos;t wait any more than it needs to.
	</p>
	<p>
		My <a href="/a/canary.txt">canary</a> still sings the tune of freedom and transparency.
	</p>
</section>
<section id="dreams">
	<h2>Dream journal</h2>
	<p>
		I don&apos;t recall most of my dream, but near the end, I was hiding with my mother and Vanessa in a barn-like structure.
		There was something in one of the walls though, the wall was bumping around a bit, so I thumped the wall really hard to try to get it to react and reveal itself.
		At first, I thought I saw a small mouse scurry by through one of the cracks in the wall between the decayed boards.
		That was an awful lot of bumping around for such a tiny mouse though.
		Then I thought I saw a squirrel, then a few seconds later a rabbit.
		Soon the wall was pushed aside like it was hinged at the top, and a wave of rabbits and squirrels cascaded over us.
		I&apos;m not sure how they all fit in the wall.
		I ducked and covered, and when they stopped coming, I was left with one on the back of my shoulder blade.
		But one <strong>*what*</strong>?
		From the weight of it and its lack of flightiness, I assumed it must&apos;ve been a rabbit.
		Now that I&apos;m awake, I know that makes no sense, but I thought squirrels are always flighty if you get near them while rabbits sometimes aren&apos;t.
		That applies to <strong>*tame*</strong> rabbits though, and would apply just as well to tame squirrels.
		I asked my company if they could see what was on me, and they told me it was a squirrel.
		It just stayed there though, so I slowly and gently tried petting it.
		It put up with that for a few seconds, but then tried to bite my finger, so I gently tossed it a short distance away, where it scampered away from.
	</p>
	<p>
		That was about when I woke up.
		I&apos;d forgotten to turn off the alarm I&apos;d set to make sure I got up in time to make it to the courthouse yesterday.
		This is too early to get up when you work closing shifts, so now I&apos;m really tired.
	</p>
</section>
<section id="university">
	<h2>University life</h2>
	<p>
		I&apos;ve pretty much finished my <a href="/en/coursework/HIST1421/The_first_Punic_war.xhtml">essay</a> for the week, but it&apos;s unbelievable how far behind I am in my coursework right now.
		This has not been an easy week.
		The coursework alone should&apos;ve been fine, but other stresses and goals have kept me unproductive on the coursework front.
	</p>
</section>
END
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